The weekly sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1886-1887, 1887-02-03

LILLIAN REMBERT;
A YOUNG GIRLS STRANGE EXPERIENCE.
for The WEEKLY SENTINEL by Mrs. L. E. An, Of Granville
County, N. c., Author of "Am american Prince" Poems,

one, was that OF Mrs. Barron. Yet
why should it have been SO familiar
before had ever known her? Then
l recalled the first year of my school
days at Madam Bishops Seminary.
There was a teacher, al assistant in
the music department, Miss Devane,
who sang in the choruses, and taught
beginners. She imagined tina. she
was very attractive, and gave much
more of her time to firtations with
the male teachers, than she did to her
duties. She was disagreeably plain
and coarse in form and feature, yet
she assumed the airs of very young
person, which in contrast with her
large frame, and ungainly, awkward
manners, caused her to be the subject
Of ridicule and dislike, for she was
not even good-natured, but was al
ways seeking for cause of offence, and
resenting every imagined slight.
She remained but one term, and [
afterward heard of her marriage with
a man OF good family, but who was
said to be very dissipated, and much
younger than herself, and who mar
ried her after brief acquaintance of
two weeks.
had never heard the name of her
husband, but the more / thought of
it, the more convinced | became that
Miss Celia Deuane and Mrs. Barron
were one and the same person.
| was also convinced upon further.
thous hit, that she knew me from the
first, and that she had doubtless Sc
cured my services in order to humili-
ate me; for though she had never
hesitated to ask, and on no occasion
ever declined favors from me, vet she
was never grateful for any kindness !;
and when | sang nay first song at one
Of the rehearsals, she seemed to hate
me with her whole soul; for she had
prided herself upon her singing. which
Mr.. Schneider, our Professor, pro-
nounced "humbug," and gave her
no place except in the choruses; while
though l was but young pupil, he
gave me prominent and difficult
part. And my success placed the seal
upon her enmity.
When [ knew her as Mss Celia
Devane, she did not wear glasses, nor
had she the double row of false teeth,
her own being large, irregular, and
black with decay. She was certainly
very much improved in personal ap-
pearance and in dress.
l lad reached this point in my cog
itations, when my charge began to
stir, excited as l thought by the
storm, which now ragged with more
violence than before-it Numbered
and lightened fearfully, and the house
seemed to shake and tremble from the
/ 6erceness of the wind, as it roared
round the corners and through the
mpty..chimney and ratified the panes of
! glass in the windows. Winnie, as I
said, began to stir, and finally sat
straight up in the bed and began
begging pauline" for some wate:. !"
There was none in the room, but
went outside into the hall where ia
BILE stood and upon it pitcher OF
water, and usually cup of brittania
or pewter, but this was not there, and
in its place was heavy cut glass tum-
bier, which l filled and brought to
her, holding the glass in my own hand
while she drank.
Thank you" she said, "Now give
me some more and I will go to sleep"
So reflled the tumbler, and brought
it, still holding it in my own hand
but she drew it away from me saying
Let me hold it, are you afraid to
trust me aoith IT." Then before
could even think what she was about
she threw it with the strength and fury
of a Pythoness, aiming directly at my
head, but | quickly lodged the blow
which struck the framing of the door
making hole in the wood, and shiv-
ering the glass to atoms; the only
d piece of any size, rebounding and cut
ting short, but deep cash upon m,
forehead.
Il The scar is still there-I can feel i